THIS MORNING

THIS MORNING

This dawn's too precious for old shadows—
So rise, and let your light unfold.
Give your time to those who see you,
Leave yesterday's weight untold.

Trust that each breath has purpose,
Even in the morning haze.
If something shifts your spirit,
Welcome how it rearranges.

No one claimed the sun would lift you
Gently from your rest.
They only whispered softly
That waking makes you blessed.

Source: Facebook -Etheric Echoes
Art: Me